What I Did This Summer
By Corey Webster
People were chanting my name... "COREY, COREY, COREY!!" and speeding down the hill, faster and faster... "COREY, COREY.." and the alarm goes off. I wake up. Ah man, today's the day! I've gotta get up, brush my teeth real fast, take the money mom left me and get to LA for.. THE LA MASSACRE!
So I'm on my way, out my window. I acid drop off the garage and then rail slide down to the beach. Skate between these hot roller skater chicks on the side walk and then jump in the back of an El Camino. Before long I'm at my friend Tyler's house. Radley, Bozo and Lil Stevie are there to show me the RV where I'm going to reside. Pretty cool, huh?
"So where's the ramp?", I ask. I've gotta train for the LA Massacre. We get back there and its almost completely done except we've gotta sand the riding surface some. After we spray paint our gang name "Ramp Locals!" and unlock the chain on it, it's finally done! We all run up it except for Bozo, cause he keeps slipping and falling back down the ramp. Finally we drag him up where we sit on the deck for a while, arguing over who should get to go first.
Radley can't believe I'm turning down first shot at a virgin ramp, but then when I get knocked in the head by a boom mike and nobody else will, I go ahead and put on my knee pads and drop in. I do a backside judo air, grind some and do a hand plant. Then Tyler and Radley take their turns. Suddenly, there's a crowd there, cheering and all. Tyler does some hand plants and Radly's doing backside layback grinds. The ramp is so gnarly. It's a monumental good thing.
Later, we go get some chicken at Popeye's. We see these hot girls, so Radley gets Bozo to try to impress them by getting into like a Surf-2 postion. Just as they pass the girls Radley pulls Bozo's pants down. Me, Tyler and Lil Stevie laugh hysterically.
So then we go head to Venice, but before that we have a run-in with The Dagger's. Man, I hate them! They are a bunch of punk-poseurs who hate us cause we're from the valley. They jump all over Bozo's VW Rabbit. Then their leader, Hook, does a power slide, then does a back flip off the side of a truck. Friggin' show-off... Man, I hate that guy!
Man, it was so hot in Bozo's car! He didn't get air conditioning cause his father talked him into buying this cheaper model. Then Radley gets this good idea, so we pull into some random body shop. Radley borrows their torch and cuts the roof off of it. The car's roof, not the body shop's... Bozo starts freaking out, saying his father's gonna kill him, but Radley tells him just to tell his dad he's got a cabri-o-let.. Hungarian for fast car! Then we painted the sucker!
Anyway, so we finally get to Venice. We jump the fense to skate and one of Bozo's wheels goes flying off. There's all these punks there doing acid drops off a ledge and skating a big ass quarter pipe. Tyler gets all nervous and wants to leave cause its the Dagger's place. "Daggers, huh?" So I go up and push one of the punks out of the way as I push towards the quarter-pipe. I go up and do a huge backside boneless stall up on the wall. They all glare at me. One of em says "beat you val-jerk", so I bomb-drop off the wall and skate away.
Venice is cool! There's all these hot girls, dudes with green hair break-dancing and then I see my friend Per free-stylin in front of a big crowd.. Then I see this hot girl watching, so I impress her by dropping Per's name, and go "Alright, Per!" She looks over and smiles, but then some punk-looking girl with black hair and tatoos drags her off. Man...
So then we go skate Hollywood Blvd. Its fun! We see all these people who get all pissed off when we almost run over them and their dogs and strollers. Then we get a guy on a bike to pull us by a chain. We all fall down some, but Bozo's always slamming. Man, he's such a bozo!
So that night we're all gonna go to the Thrash-Bash... except for Lil Stevie. Man, I can't figure out what to wear. The guys are out in the cabri-o-let laying into the horn. I try on some sun glasses, then a hat, then both before deciding I'm prolly ok just sticking with my red jacket. I get to the car, and after kicking Lil Stevie out, we head off to the show. Lil Stevie can't go cause he's too young. Radley tells him "this is where we separate the man from the boys". Stevie says he hopes we don't get laid. Lil punk!
Next time... what goes down at the Thrash-Bash? What future super-group will rock the show? Will Lil Stevie's wish come true? Man, I hope not! To be Continued...
People were chanting my name... "COREY, COREY, COREY!!" and speeding down the hill, faster and faster... "COREY, COREY.." and the alarm goes off. I wake up. Ah man, today's the day! I've gotta get up, brush my teeth real fast, take the money mom left me and get to LA for.. THE LA MASSACRE!
So I'm on my way, out my window. I acid drop off the garage and then rail slide down to the beach. Skate between these hot roller skater chicks on the side walk and then jump in the back of an El Camino. Before long I'm at my friend Tyler's house. Radley, Bozo and Lil Stevie are there to show me the RV where I'm going to reside. Pretty cool, huh?
"So where's the ramp?", I ask. I've gotta train for the LA Massacre. We get back there and its almost completely done except we've gotta sand the riding surface some. After we spray paint our gang name "Ramp Locals!" and unlock the chain on it, it's finally done! We all run up it except for Bozo, cause he keeps slipping and falling back down the ramp. Finally we drag him up where we sit on the deck for a while, arguing over who should get to go first.
Radley can't believe I'm turning down first shot at a virgin ramp, but then when I get knocked in the head by a boom mike and nobody else will, I go ahead and put on my knee pads and drop in. I do a backside judo air, grind some and do a hand plant. Then Tyler and Radley take their turns. Suddenly, there's a crowd there, cheering and all. Tyler does some hand plants and Radly's doing backside layback grinds. The ramp is so gnarly. It's a monumental good thing.
Later, we go get some chicken at Popeye's. We see these hot girls, so Radley gets Bozo to try to impress them by getting into like a Surf-2 postion. Just as they pass the girls Radley pulls Bozo's pants down. Me, Tyler and Lil Stevie laugh hysterically.
So then we go head to Venice, but before that we have a run-in with The Dagger's. Man, I hate them! They are a bunch of punk-poseurs who hate us cause we're from the valley. They jump all over Bozo's VW Rabbit. Then their leader, Hook, does a power slide, then does a back flip off the side of a truck. Friggin' show-off... Man, I hate that guy!
Man, it was so hot in Bozo's car! He didn't get air conditioning cause his father talked him into buying this cheaper model. Then Radley gets this good idea, so we pull into some random body shop. Radley borrows their torch and cuts the roof off of it. The car's roof, not the body shop's... Bozo starts freaking out, saying his father's gonna kill him, but Radley tells him just to tell his dad he's got a cabri-o-let.. Hungarian for fast car! Then we painted the sucker!
Anyway, so we finally get to Venice. We jump the fense to skate and one of Bozo's wheels goes flying off. There's all these punks there doing acid drops off a ledge and skating a big ass quarter pipe. Tyler gets all nervous and wants to leave cause its the Dagger's place. "Daggers, huh?" So I go up and push one of the punks out of the way as I push towards the quarter-pipe. I go up and do a huge backside boneless stall up on the wall. They all glare at me. One of em says "beat you val-jerk", so I bomb-drop off the wall and skate away.
Venice is cool! There's all these hot girls, dudes with green hair break-dancing and then I see my friend Per free-stylin in front of a big crowd.. Then I see this hot girl watching, so I impress her by dropping Per's name, and go "Alright, Per!" She looks over and smiles, but then some punk-looking girl with black hair and tatoos drags her off. Man...
So then we go skate Hollywood Blvd. Its fun! We see all these people who get all pissed off when we almost run over them and their dogs and strollers. Then we get a guy on a bike to pull us by a chain. We all fall down some, but Bozo's always slamming. Man, he's such a bozo!
So that night we're all gonna go to the Thrash-Bash... except for Lil Stevie. Man, I can't figure out what to wear. The guys are out in the cabri-o-let laying into the horn. I try on some sun glasses, then a hat, then both before deciding I'm prolly ok just sticking with my red jacket. I get to the car, and after kicking Lil Stevie out, we head off to the show. Lil Stevie can't go cause he's too young. Radley tells him "this is where we separate the man from the boys". Stevie says he hopes we don't get laid. Lil punk!
Next time... what goes down at the Thrash-Bash? What future super-group will rock the show? Will Lil Stevie's wish come true? Man, I hope not! To be Continued...
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